Rainbow Dash, for the first time since her foalnapping, felt truly, wonderfully, terrifyingly alive. On the left side of her head hung two primary feathers; fiery orange and icy blue, glimmering and whispering with sky magic. Biting her lip, shy magenta eyes peered around at her smiling friends. ...her marefriends.

“Y-you want… m-me to be the Primary?” she whispered shyly, eyes wide as both mares gave a happy nod.

“Absolutely, kid,” Spitfire replied cheerfully, giving her ear a gentle nuzzle that made Rainbow shiver in delight.

All this affection was heady.

“You brought us all together, really,” Fleetfoot added, chuckling a bit as she gave her and Spitfire a warm look, “Which is… a little more awesome than I could have thought.”

“Flatterer.”

Rainbow giggled at the pair, eyes bright as she looked between them with awe. Spitfire. Larger, older… her muscles were tight and well-toned, though a little bulkier than Rainbow’s own. Her eyes always held that sly gleam, a coy smile that made Rainbow Dash shiver when she realized… it was for her. Spitfire’s larger wings slowly reached out to drape over Rainbow, and the younger mare was rather frantic to entwine her primaries with the captain’s. Fleetfoot was slim and coltish, but to Rainbow’s eyes, she was beautiful. She could only wish that she had muscles like Fleetfoot’s, or had the same sleek hooves, or-

Lips, soft and warm, gently pressed against Rainbow Dash’s own, and thought flowed out of her. Worries were gone, and her mind was more gibberish than any kind of reasonable thought. A second muzzle gently nudged its way in, playfully batting Fleetfoot’s away before blasting away Rainbow’s mind again. Spitfire’s muzzle was firmer, her tongue gently tracing at Rainbow’s lips, seeking entrance. Rainbow could feel the hesitance, the unwillingness to scare the wounded, pregnant mare. Buck. That. With a needy cry, she pressed against Spitfire, tongue darting out to battle with the surprised elder mare. A giggle sounded off to Rainbow’s left as her hoof pawed Spitfire’s firm chest.

“Dang, boss, you really got her going.”

That brought a blush to Rainbow’s cheeks, and she slowly sat back on her haunches, panting a bit. Spitfire was looking at her with wide eyes, a smile slowly growing on her face, while Fleetfoot was still giggling, looking immensely pleased. Rainbow Dash knew what she was feeling, though it had been a very long time since she had last felt it without an influx of shame and fear. Desire. She wanted the two mares in front of her more than she wanted anything else. More than being a real Wonderbolt, more than fame. More than the last year having been a dream all along. A tiny whimper rippled out of Rainbow’s chest, and she slowly raised a hoof.

“Pl-please,” she whispered, tears welling in her eyes, “I-I want… I w-want n-new memories f-for… I mean…”

Two hooves gently pressed against her muzzle at once, and the mares shared a kind smile, eyes shining with awe and pride at being asked this. And as they moved forward, soft lips and deft tongues kissing and nuzzling Rainbow Dash onto her back, for the first time in over a year, Rainbow Dash let herself be lost in the pleasures of carnal delight.
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Twilight Sparkle sighed in relief as she sat down on the hay bale, smiling brightly around at her friends. It was so nice to be home in Ponyville, away from all the stress in Canterlot, dealing with that… A shiver ran up her spine. Unwitting suicide bombing. But! No point in thinking about that now. One of the Wonderbolts had let Twilight know, as soon as she teleported back into town in fact, that Rainbow Dash wanted to speak to all of her friends about something important. Applejack looked, and panted, like she had sprinted the entire way from Sweet Apple Acres, head hanging as she tried to catch her breath. Pinkie Pie was practically vibrating in her seat, a line of frosting coating her mouth. Of course. Giggling a bit, Twilight turned and waved cheerfully to Fluttershy and Rarity, both of whom were trotting over from the spa, practically glowing from the stress-relieving pampering; while Golden Hope’s pram was settled snugly on her side.

It… it was good to see everyone home again. When the group had split up, it had practically ripped Twilight’s heart apart. She had missed seeing Rarity everyday, listening to her gossip and watching her take care of the ponies of Ponyville. Applejack spent so much time out helping her family around Equestria, that the farm had begun to lose it vibrancy, and Applebloom had been far less spry than normal, even during Twilight Time. Fluttershy had sunk even further into her time at home, and her romantic relationship with Discord. It had been good to see her happy, but only when Twilight COULD see her. Without Rainbow Dash’s passion for life…

“Oh, there she is!” Pinkie Pie suddenly squealed, hopping up eagerly, and Twilight quickly spun to look towards her library.

The Princess noticed a few things right off the bat. One, Rainbow Dash was smiling wider than Twilight had seen her since the rescue. Two, both Spitfire and Fleetfoot were also smiling, giggling, and staying veeery close to her friend. And three… they all were wearing each other’s feathers in their manes. Twilight froze in her seat, eyes widening slowly.

“H-hey guys!” Rainbow exclaimed, and Twilight spotted Rarity sitting down in shock, likely having spotted the feathers as well, “Um… t-thanks for c-coming out for this.”

“No problem, RD!” Applejack replied, a wide smile on her face, “S’good to see you lookin’ like yer ol’ self. ...well, uh, mostly, anyway.”

Twilight gulped thickly, smiling slowly as the two friends talked on. Rainbow Dash… had a herd. No way. She had been terrified that her best friend would never manage to get past what that… monster had done to her. She knew she was frightened of the child, Applejack had let her know about that talk and Twilight already had counselors on standby, in case Rainbow needed them. But judging from the delighted look in Rainbow’s eyes, and the devoted glances Spitfire and Fleetfoot were giving her… Twilight’s smile stretched over her entire face. Her friend was in good hands. She couldn’t wait to tell Ditzy!

“Rainbow Dash!”

Rarity darted to Rainbow’s side, eyes bright in eagerness, “You simply must explain yourself, young filly!”

Her hoof reached out to brush one of the feathers, and Rainbow gave a tiny squeak, ears sheepishly laying back.

“Oh uh… r-right,” she mumbled back, giggling faintly, “That. Well, uh… you see…”

Spitfire grinned and wrapped a hoof around Rainbow’s side, pulling the mare close to her side and sharing a grin with Fleetfoot before replying all at once, “We’re a herd!”

Everypony with earshot froze, looking back at them in shock before starting to smile widely, the happy tension in the restaurant building and building until finally-

Splash.

Eight sets of eyes glanced back behind Rainbow Dash, then slowly looked back at each other in turn. One long, simultaneous gulp later…

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”

Author's Notes:

That was fun to write. XD